James David Eunice was born June 16, 1993 in Athens, Georgia to John and Tammy Eunice. He blessed the lives of his brother, John Eunice, and his sister, Lindsey Eunice. We say that James was our son and brother, but he was more than that. He was a son of the living God, and a brother to everyone he met.
During his seventeen years, James lived in Georgia, Massachusetts, Ohio, Guam, Illinois, and South Carolina, and visited Australia, Hawaii, and numerous other states and locations. I say this only to say that James really lived. He loved God, loved people, loved life. James met no strangers, and greeted everyone with a hug and "I love you."
He proudly proclaimed on his Facebook page that he was employed by Jesus Christ. When it came to religion, he professed to have no religion, but a personal relationship with his Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. James began most conversations with new friends asking if they attended church, and inviting them to join him at Crosspointe Church. He loved God and wanted to share that relationship with everyone he met.
On the morning of January 15th, 2011, James went duck hunting at Ocean Pond with his friend, Drew Pipkin. After parting ways with Drew for what should have been a short time, James went missing. A large-scale search was launched while family and friends gathered at Ocean Pond. The search continued for seventeen agonizing days until James' earthly body was recovered from the pond.
The entire community was impacted in ways never thought possible through what happened to James that day, but even more so by what James had done prior to that day. He left a legacy of laughter, faith, and friendship that will never be forgetton by those who knew James and have heard his story.
Everyone has a favorite "James story," whether it was hiding under the desk to scare his teacher, Mrs. Eldridge, losing his boomerang on the roof of the school, pulling his friends out of the mud, refereeing at Parks and Rec, being a Doopster, or calling his mom a helicopter parent. He made us laugh. He made us feel special, as if we were the only person in the world at the time. He encouraged us. He witnessed to us.
James would be the first to admit that he was not perfect, but he was a walking testimony to the grace of God, and how we should treat others. He was a proud son, proud brother, proud grandchild, loyal friend, athlete, student, musician, but the title he was most proud of was faithful follower of Christ. I am certain his grandfather met him at the gates of heaven, and heard Jesus tell James, "Well done, good and faithful servant." There is no doubt he is watching us today. He would say, "This is fye!" and tell everyone, "I love you."
Take time to love someone. Today, Tomorrow, For the rest of your life. Because when that unexpected day comes that they pass on, you'll be left wondering what you could've done better. How you could have made them feel more welcome, and show that you do care for them. Don't wait until it's too late like I did. Show the love that Jesus has for you to everyone you see. Let your heart break for what breaks His. Christ is enough. Let Him show you life. You never know who He may touch through you. It is so sad that it takes a tragedy like this to comprehend how our days are numbered. Only He knows. Keep your faith in Him. He will bless you beyond belief. Our job is right now. This very second. So often, God gives me a little nudge towards someone.. and I put it off until the next day.. and then the next and then the next. Stop stalling. God put us on this earth for HIS glory. Not ours.. and so many times, the things I do always point back to me and my stupid self righteousness. So do something with me. Everyone. If this just touches one person, I will have done my job. Don't stall. Judgement is a heart beat away.